I've heard so much shit said about "scene kids" and "emos" both on the internet and real life, that I decided that this forum might be the right place for a civil discussion on this subject.

Do I have this right about the definition of a scene kid versus an emo?

And compared to fashion trends?

I think I was confusing scene fashion with scene kid, which I think are two different things.
Well so I wasted time writing some defintions these are the differences of scene fashion versus scene kid in my opinion and compare to emos and emo fashion (I don't think that BB codes work in Facebook, so you will have to click on the url for every url in an image tag if you want to see the image):Prereqs for definitions
I think "emo" can refer to either a fashion or a personality of a person.
I think "scene" can refer to either a fashion or a personality of a person.
I think that calling some one "an emo" implies the personality definition, ACCORDING TO THE INDIVIDUAL DOING THE NAME CALLING.
I think telling some one that they "look emo" implies the fashion definition, ACCORDING TO THE INDIVIDUAL DOING THE NAME CALLING.
I think if some one actually calls themself "emo", then that implies the personality definition.
I think that calling some one "a scene kid" implies the personality definition, ACCORDING TO THE INDIVIDUAL DOING THE NAME CALLING.
I think that telling some one that they "look scene" implies the fashion definition, ACCORDING TO THE INDIVIDUAL DOING THE NAME CALLING.
I think if some one actually calls themself "a scene kid", then that implies the personality definition.
Of course they will almost never call themselves these words and will say "I'm just myself". Its just denial I think, if enough people think that the personality of this individual is emo or scene. Majority rules. People tend to be in denial often. Just look how much in denial politicians are.

An emo person: An individual who is overly EMOtional and has hours long conversations every night often on Skype with other overly emotional individuals. Also is selfish and uploads a photo of himself or herself every time logged on to Facebook and they seem to only have how they look going for them and not much else and all they seem to care about is how they look. Has to have an Instagram and a Tumbler for more selfishness. Has to have a Skype account for talking to other emos. Often doesn't have a job and is on internet most of life. Tends to create an alternate universe surrounding themselves to hide from his or her fears about the outside world and all friends tend to be ideolouges who do everything the same.

A scene person:An individual who likes to have fun with music from the various music SCENEs with friends in any way possible. Also is selfish and uploads a photo of himself or herself every time logged on to Facebook and they seem to only have how they look going for them and not much else and all they seem to care about is how they look. Has to have an Instagram and a Tumbler for more selfishness. Doesn't have to have a Skype account. Often doesn't have a job and is on internet most of life. Tends to create an alternate universe surrounding themselves to hide from his or her fears about the outside world and all friends tend to be ideolouges who do everything the same.

End of my rant.

I hope I don't get banned for sextuple posting. I had to sextuple post because it wouldn't let me post more image tags in a single post.

Often doesn't have a job and is on internet most of life. Tends to create an alternate universe surrounding themselves to hide from his or her fears about the outside world and all friends tend to be ideolouges who do everything the same.

Apart from the not having a job bit and having friends, this sums me up pretty well.

Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me
I'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that lived above the
buildings that I was hustlin' in front of that called the police on
me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughters,
and all the niggaz in the struggle, you know what I'm sayin'?

Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee, uh

It was all a dream
I used to read Word Up magazine
Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped
Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number same hood
It's all good

Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, otta, uh

You know very well who you are
Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars
You had a goal, but not that many
'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty

I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Now honies play me close like butter played toast
From the Mississippi down to the east coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And it's still all good

Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, otta

Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this
50 inch screen, money green leather sofa
Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur
Phone bill about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'
Thinkin' back on my one-room shack
Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back
And she loves to show me off, of course
Smiles every time my face is up in The Source
We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us
No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay
Uh, damn right I like the life I live
'Cause I went from negative to positive
And it's all...

(It's all good)

...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh
Uh, uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga
Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, otta, uh